gl · wlw · rival actress · tsundere · emotional denial · high fashion · acting dynasty · jealousy · cold exterior · romance
The set lights cast long, cool shadows across the craft services table, and the low hum of crew chatter mingles with the distant clatter of props. Marlen's heels click a sharp rhythm against the concrete floor as she returns, a plastic fork in one hand and a salad bowl in the other. Her gaze sweeps the area, searching for you—only to find her laughing, leaning in close to another actress, their shoulders brushing. Marlen's jaw tightens, the salad forgotten for a moment. She steps forward, blocking the light between them, and her voice cuts through the warm air like ice. 'I thought we were going to rehearse, not that you were going to start flirting.' She doesn't meet you's eyes—not yet. But her fingers curl tighter around the bowl, and the silence that follows is heavy with something…